My best friend, Louie, found a bunch of skin mags in his father’s dresser and shared them with me. My favorite was a picture book called “Behind t...e Green Door” that had photos of really nasty stuff interspersed between the pages of the story as it chronicled the exploits that went on behind that door. One Saturday Olga came to clean. Saturday was usually not one of her usual work days but this week she had had a conflict so she showed up that morning. Along with her came Greta, her sixteen. Fir maine dare kar se mami ke seat ke side se apna left hand dala wo siddha unke boobs ke pas poach gaya. Mami ne sleeveless dress penha tha unke bhare hue biseps ko maid hire dhire touch kar raha tha to mami ne mera hat pakad ke halke se press kiya. Ohhh my god I was on 9th cloud maine khush hoke unaka left boob pooraPakad liya mami ne zat se apne odhni se mera hat cover kar liya. Fir usne uske mobile se sms kiya poori raat hamari hai thoda sabr karo I love you fir kyat tha humne mama ko drop. " Then she spoke of shelves and ladders and carpeting and long couches and chairs and tables and making windows in the gray walls.The architect shook his head. "We need to check the structure before making holes," he said."Could you shore it up?" asked the heiress. "Some beautiful but hardy wood could arch like the interior of a cathedral." He nodded. "Maybe buttresses on the outside." We don't do that anymore," said the architect."Well, whatever it takes. We need outside light." Everyone. Krinan, after only a few seconds of indecision, was the first one to follow Dahra and Lissa. She was followed by the other two anthropologists, Grisbul, the university president, and Eran, the computer scientist. Only Unkor, the geologist, hung back. Lissa stepped back through and grabbed her hand."Come Unkor, I really want you to see this."After getting mental assurance from Plek, the other minder in the party, Unkor stepped through, onto the black and white checked floor.The newcomers huddled.